A Small Farmer Girl 's Story of Making a Fortune by Farming

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The autumn wind is blowing and the day is getting colder, and the mountains and rivers are covered with yellow fallen leaves.

　　Three years later, the once depressed and dilapidated Daliu Village has completely changed its appearance.

　　The dilapidated yellow mud houses were replaced by green brick and tile houses. Even the worse ones were made of stone, with no yellow mud walls.

　　The once bleak and desolate late autumn has become the favorite season for villagers in Anyang. At this time, the vegetable seedlings in the greenhouse have been planted and are growing vigorously.

　　In addition to Daliu Village, villagers in other villages also look forward to late autumn, because this is the time when the Shen family in Daliu Village comes to harvest sweet potatoes.

　　I don't know how the Shen family has such great ability.

　　They knew about sweet potatoes and some people had grown them, but they didn't produce much and were not very useful, so over time, few people grew them anymore.

　　A few years ago, the Shen family in Daliu Village learned a method from somewhere to cut the sweet potato vines from the mother sweet potato and plant them as seedlings. This method of planting can actually make the humble sweet potato produce 1,000 kilograms per mu.

　　After deducting taxes from one mu of land, they could still get 700 to 800 kilograms. Unfortunately, such high-yield crops could not be sold for much money. At most, they could pick out 10 to 20 kilograms and sell them to city dwellers to try.

　　Fortunately, this thing can be used as food. Even if they can't sell it, they will plant two acres of sweet potatoes every year.

　　Just two years ago, someone came to the village to collect sweet potatoes, and they wanted them for two cents a pound, no matter how much. They were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling.

　　You know, these days, every family has hundreds or even thousands of kilograms of sweet potatoes. Two cents per kilogram, a thousand kilograms is two hundred yuan. If you rely only on rice and wheat, let alone selling them for money, even filling your stomach will be a problem.

　　Now that someone was willing to buy their sweet potatoes, they were naturally overjoyed. In addition to their joy, they couldn't help but wonder why this person was buying so many sweet potatoes.

After asking, I found out that the people who collected the sweet potatoes were the Shen family from Daliu Village.

　　The method of growing sweet potatoes originally came from the Shen family, and now they were going to buy their own sweet potatoes. Most of the villagers were grateful, so when they sold the sweet potatoes, they cleaned the dirt on the surface before letting the Shen brothers weigh them.

　　At the end of October, every household dug up the sweet potatoes in the fields. They calculated that the Shen brothers would come to Qilipu in the next two days. So the villagers gathered at the entrance of the village, waiting for the Shen brothers and chatting about family matters.

　　"I regret not reclaiming some wasteland earlier. Otherwise, one more acre of land would mean an extra ten dollars in money now."

　　The woman next to him laughed and said, "Who says it's not true? Uncle He is really lucky. He opened up four or five acres of land on Guaizi Mountain a few years ago. We laughed at it at the time because it was such a barren land that you couldn't even grow anything. Now, Uncle He earns an extra four hundred yuan every year!"

　　"If we talk about blessing, Qinghe is the one who is blessed."

　　When everyone heard Zhao Qinghe, their expressions changed.